Battle between brothers

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urt ran through me as I stood up, my eyes blazing with accusation. "You did this,

d, his voice dripping with disdain. "Well, as much as I'd love to, I didn't kill your parents" ......"Your father made some very bad

anity when the news of your infidelity broke out, and that only served as fuel to the already out of control fire" ........."He was so enraged that he decide

but I refused to believe that he'd do such a thing. "You're lying," I whispe

," he said, his voice flat. "I'm just telling you the trut

"You're a monster!" I spat, My eyes blazing with h

bored. "But that doesn't change the fact that I'm telling the truth. And

you?" I whispered, my voice barely audi

casm. "But mostly, I'm just bored. Bored of your accusations, bored of your tears, bored of your pathetic attempts to cling to me, I

rt. I couldn't take it anymore, couldn't take the pain and hardship I had bee

ut before I had the chance to take the shot, the police burst into the mansion, surrounding me and wrenching the gu

held accountable for your father's crimes and fraudulent activities," one of them explai

but my efforts were futile. "You can't do this!" I screamed, my voice

ut through the

Zayn's, a glimmer of hope sparking within m

er to sign these divorce papers before she leaves

papers, my hand shaking with rage and despair. As I scribbled my signature, the p

's a disgrace!" o

, Lyra!" anot

od and insults at me as I was dragged away. "Yo

rot in prison!" a

he officers violently shoved me into the police car.

nsified along the way. The strain of the emotional and physical turmoil I had endured for the past few days, coupled with the eve

rld, but unfortunately he died shortly after he was born as his lungs weren't fully developed. I remained in the hospital for two more weeks, unable to grieve the l

ad othe

hospital bed and made a break for it. I only had one goal in

a strange man in a black coat with his face completely covered. The strange man led me out of the hospital, without saying

o why he'd help me, but my thoughts were brought to a ha

fearing what I might see. The police officers were hot on my tail, chasing me down, a

The buildings seemed newly constructed, in a rather elaborate manner, the streets eerily quiet

g, I caught a glimpse of a familiar figure out of the corner of my eye. It was the man in

towering figure with a cruel glint in his eye. He lo

ni?" he spat, his voice dripping with malice. "Daughter of the m